When I was a kid, I remember being called a “bookworm” on more than one occasion. Last year I read an article that made me believe that the word doesn’t actually apply. Book worms burrow into books and make them their homes. While I read quite a bit and enjoy it, I think that the term “book dragon” is more apt. In stories, dragons sleep on top of vast piles of treasure they collect and hoard. I love books and collect them. I own far more books than I could reasonably read in my lifetime. When my wife and I visit a new city, we look for used bookstores to visit. We see a trip to a library sale...
